“Tom Chaney rode his gray horse that was better suited to pulling a middlebuster than carrying a rider. He had no hand gun but he carried his rifle slung across his back on a piece of cotton plow line. There is trash for you. He could have taken an old piece of harness and made a nice leather strap for it. That would have been too much trouble.”

— Charles Portis , book True Grit

Source: True Grit (1968), Chapter 1, p. 12 : thoughts of 'Mattie Ross'

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American actor 1933

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